Dialogue

1 Phaedr| generalization which are so dear to the dialectician, that
2 Phaedr|   the Ilissus.~SOCRATES: My dear Phaedrus, whence come you,
3 Phaedr|     sloping to the head. My dear Phaedrus, you have been
4 Phaedr|   life.~SOCRATES: You are a dear golden ass if you suppose
5 Phaedr|  erromenos eros).’~And now, dear Phaedrus, I shall pause
6 Phaedr|    pain. And this state, my dear imaginary youth to whom
7 Phaedr|    whole soul. They too are dear, but not so dear to one
8 Phaedr|    too are dear, but not so dear to one another as the others,
9 Phaedr|  the world below.~And thus, dear Eros, I have made and paid